Stories Of Sisters Novels & Stories

She knew that her evil sister had to be stopped, but the thought of killing her had never entered her mind. Frey moved in front of Davina and looked down at her with compassion. “You have goodness in your heart, so you can’t imagine killing another human being; let alone, your sister. You must remember that, although she shared your mother’s womb and pulled chromosomes from you enough to take on your look, she is not your true sister. Her seed was magically implanted at the time of your conception because she needed much of the same environment and nutrients that you required. She would kill you and your baby without blinking an eye and wouldn’t give it another thought. Step out of the t

I stood on the street corner for what felt like hours, finally gathering enough courage to attempt mind-linking with my sisters. Unsurprisingly, they had blocked my mental connection long ago. I sighed and pulled out my phone, calling my Alpha sister, Alexa. Twenty years as siblings should count for something. No matter how ugly things had become, we deserved one final meal together. She disconnected my calls repeatedly before finally shutting her phone off completely. I swallowed it down and dialed my Beta sister, Riley. This time, after an eternity of ringing, she deigned to answer, like she was granting me some grand favor.

That propelled me to the village's richest woman status. My sister, however, complained when she saw the mountain of homework her system prepared for her. She never wanted to work and get money. The famine almost starved her to death. My successful life was a stark contrast to her grey and miserable one. Yet I kindly sponsored her so she could take the exam. However, my sister screamed at me about how I was humiliating her. Hatred buried itself in her heart. She seduced my thug of a husband and worked with him to push me off a cliff, all to get my money.

Amalia rolled her eyes as she abruptly stopped walking, and so we were. "Yeah, that's it, I think? I think we also need that too." "And why do you think that we need it?" Amalia asked, raising her eyebrows to Lianne. Lianne swung her shoulders back. "I'm not sure, but I recently heard that our sisters are being treated for all the traumas they had from mama." Lianne had a sad expression on her face. My eyelids fluttered, and I initially moved away.

Rosaria listened to it with no real emotion but Kamilia stabbed the table twice, missing Damir’s hand narrowly as he pulled it away. “It’s like a telanovela.” Rosaria finally said as we ate Ptichye Moloko. “Except a bit stupider. There was no mother-in-law involved. And everyone was okay with cheating on one another.” I raised an eyebrow. “Your stories of your sisters is pretty intense.” She rolled her eyes. “They were petty and childish. Always fighting over the best men coming over to buy them.” “It’s gross.” Kamilia was waving a finger with the rest of her hand holding a can of beer. “Woman being sold is so last century.”

It doesn’t cause confusion and feelings of inferiority to be any less. Aza interrupts my thoughts, “Girly, do you hear that? It sounds like someone singing.” I listen and do hear what sounds like someone singing a sad song. It is a song about love that was never realized by two sisters. Every time the two sisters were allowed a life to live on the Earth realm, the enemies of their family would work together to destroy them. Their lives always end in death, and they never get to live the life fated for them. Their lives are always torture, abuse, and hatred, no matter how each sister is sent back to live in the Earth realm. The sisters have been sent back together and separately. It always en

Brianna thinks that whatever happens she and sisters must come out succesfull do that she will be free to return to her father to Chase and most of all her mother. Cassie's thoughts were more of gladness that she doesn't have to this alone. She may not know what lies ahead of them she was sure it won't be easy. But as long as she have her sisters with her she hopes that they will come out victorious. Although they are not sure of what's waiting for them they have not fathom how grave their missions will be that test all the aspect of their relationship with one another their inner most desires, their selfish ideas, and the relationship they have with the others they hold fear on their hea

Author. The Prestige Institute. The sounds of crickets filled the room where Alicia and Patricia were sitting. They kept thinking about all the possibilities to make things right. One thing these two young vampires had in common was, they always have the same peculiar ideas! Note that! Anything that Patty would say was either planned, or thought but Alicia already! They are sisters. We know that. But even Melissa, Catherine and Erica would envy their sisterhood. Looks like I do too. Today was a whole messed up day. Just like how I explained about what happened in the Heatherhalls and Journey Institute, the similar was going to happen here. Or happened already.

Allison turned furiously to go in too but I held her hand. She turned back to look at me. "Why are you holding my hand?, Let me go!" She yelled angrily. There were tears in her eyes. I breathed in." Allison, what have I ever done wrong to deserve you hating me this much? I just want us to be best friends and sisters. Is that too much to ask? "I said softly. Allison looked unbelievably at me. " We can't be friends Maya talk less of sisters. You have a perfect life and I don't. You've got a mommy,daddy,step brother... a big room with pretty things! We can't be friends"

"The stories begin the same way." Her voice settled into the rhythm of an old tale. "One unbearably hot afternoon, two witches went into labor. They were sisters of the same coven. Both carried children conceived with human men. When the births were over..." She paused. "...both babies were boys." My mother lowered her cup.